Ramble

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When uninspired to bleed
Unto the paper,
What, o how do you ever live?
What do you do when the words
Starts to taste like nothing?
Inspiration, dried.
Creativity, ambushed.
And reality ventures real,
What on earth do you do?
O pray tell, what on universe would you do?
Other than ramble!
Ramble and ramble
All your thoughts-
Untidy and dishevelled
As they come,
You blab and rattle
Till the mere
Reorder reigns
Again, for once!